(( There's a sequel following but it doesnt end in tension ))


Merely a punk .
That's all I was, an idiot 
telling myself, convincing myself that the world is only a dark broken place. 
The only friends I had were my cigarettes, the drug dealers. Now and then some beers .

I never planned anything or cared for anything since I always knew how pointless everything was . I was one human out of a millions. My existence wasn't worth more than than an ants. 
It's merely a waste of time.

It has always been dark .

until I met a spark.

Beautiful and pure . Something so rare and special that I couldn't take my eyes off of him . Yes him. 
I hated him for changing me .

But No matter how much I tried to push him away .
He wouldnt leave, because he knew me better than I did myself 
he knew I needed him . 
But he needed me too.

Man they thought I was fucked up .
But it's the ones who don't show .

My name is Kim Jongin and 
this isn't my story

It's Do Kyungsoos .

Intoxic Dose (kaisoo) 

/"hey.. /" i spoke before even opening my eyes realy , i guess i just heard someones movement and reacted before thinking when even my hand rose a bit .. well at least i thought it did .

Finally after i heard that someone flinched i decided to open up traveling my eyes around the room because they felt too dry to make me even attempt a blink , it hurt ,not to mention this annoying dizziness

I turned my head trying to shake it off and once i set my eyes on the bed besides me, it did .

Everything was returning to me at Once, my eyes scanning that small idiot laying on the bed seemingly having more colour to his skin now, his head bandaged at least the bit i got to see of him , he was coverd with the blanket up to his chin .. thats not how they are suppose to tugg someone into a hospital bed ... At least it always looked different in the movies , like me . I had my arms and hands resting obove the blanket ..

Gone